Flâneur
Like many of you, I didn’t know the meaning of flâneur until a friend called me one. Curious, I looked it up. A flâneur is someone who wanders with intention. An observer, an explorer, someone who absorbs the essence of a place . It felt like the perfect description of me. I may not have traveled extensively, but wherever I go, I notice things. Because to me, cities are like people; each with its own personality, rhythm, and way of being. Some cities never stop moving. They stretch and expand endlessly, always making room for more, like someone eager to please, constantly accommodating, never wanting to say no. These cities thrive on movement! More people, more buildings, more opportunities. Yet, in their rush to grow, they often lose something: breathing space, quality of life, even identity. Until the chaos itself becomes their identity. Then, there are cities that hold back. They resist change, setting limits to preserve their character, like someone who values their space and remai...